Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,
They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,
But not with a four four, but with more of a score
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
I show up with four hoes
This life i chose
But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford
Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,
Inhaler ? i might be in b-town in the back of four
We used a andy warhol to paint the decor
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